Led by Apichatpong through a humid, fevered dream in search of the origin of all beings. All oppositions shaped by dualism dissolved into a primordial blur, human/creatures, body/soul, past/future, reality/dream…
Had I watched it anywhere else, I probably wouldn’t have been this immersed. When the end credits rolled, the silence was so deep I could hear the whirring of the projector. Because of this environment, I found myself especially drawn to the beginning, to every scene set at night, to
the sound of cicadas, water, breathing..

And I love how Apichatpong loves Chris Marker :))

To me, everyone in Wang Bing’s documentaries feels like a brother or sister.

perhaps the best contemporary feminist film in China????

A commercial film? Yes.  
A comedy? Yes.  
But it’s not just a new type of chick flick — it’s simply a film for half of the world’s population.

also really love the mother-daughter relationship depicted in this film, come across a beautifully written comment from Weibo, so touching:

"So many inheritance relationships in patriarchal systems—sons inherit their fathers' surnames, houses, and wealth, all of which are external possessions. But daughters inherit something truly belonging to their mothers: their reading habits, writing talent, sense of style, menstrual cycles, menopause, and even severe myopia..."

HK film is so dead